RENEE

A few minutes later, and I was thoroughly lost in the cacophony of the loud, fast-tempo tunes that filled the entire dance floor.

I soon found myself moving to the heady sound of the music and trying to find my footing while I spinned on my axis.

Arms flailing around, I tried to enjoy the exhilarating sensation coursing through my entire body.

I was halfway drunk, my tequila glass empty, and with the music pulsing in my ears, I felt somewhat invincible in my shadowy world.

This was ...